"yenna dhideernu Arunaachaleshwar nyaabagam?"
I start with the comment received in my earlier post relating to Trip to Thhiruvannamalai.Only upon seeing it i realised that except for the first line "I visited THIRUVANNAMALAI " there was nothing thereafter indicating the experiences of that recent journey as i got drowne din memories of the past, rather the memories of my first trip which i rememebered.
Let me not again beat around the bush.The trip on 4th Augsut was to perform a function named as "Thali piritthu Korkum function". In Brhmin community there is no such equivalent function though there is a function called Karadaiyar Nonbu, each year when the lady folk will pray God for the welfare of their family(in particular the husband however bad he be) and go in for a new MANJAL kAYIRU(Viz thali as it is respectfully called).
Thus this function was more or similar to the same but with lot of other formalities. These formalities start with invitation to Sumangali pengal in and around, who should have been atleast of a previous generation(so that they can keep on pointing out the deviationsa sa nd when some thing is done !!) so athat their blessings will be showered on the young couple.
Here again it is the girl who has to go thru all the customary formalities when the husban can choose to remain a silent spectator.
These Sumangali pengal(Ladies who are reportedly leading a happy married life ) get to gether , take out the New thin/thick Yellow thread and after doing some poojas , the new yellow thread is placed along with Managalyam on girls neck(one has to ensure that the thread does not slip off nor the earlier mangalyam is allowed to slip!!)which is a fine balancing act and i must compliment the lady(in her fifties) who was practical, understanding and logical all at the same time.This helped to thwart unnecesaary comments (most of them borne out of ignorance as no one is fully aware of what is required to be done and why it should be done).If you think the issue is over and we can go for grub. sorry readers , you are far away from reality.
The girl's parents are to bring different types of Golden items such as fruits, flowers, lamps etc made of gold (further expenses to the girls parents as it easily comes to 4-5 sovereigns )which are all to be knitted in the new thread .It is to be ensured that the number of items including the thali already tied shall be of odd numbers and not even numbers.When we missed out the counting , a recounting was ordered(!!) and it just came to 20. Immediately the boy's side arranged for one more golden item to be placed so that the number comes to 21 now(I could see my son loosing his patience already).
HATS OFF TO MY DAUGHTER. After a strenuous journey lasting for 4 hrs or so from Chennai to Thiruvanna malai, she was seated there with grace and composure and showing no signs of her discomfiture what so ever and having that ever lasting smile on her lips.She in fact had a severe back ache , the previous day and i could only pity her but could not do any thing to hasten up the proceedings.My appreciation for her grew each second, thru out the proceedings. I knew her to be accomodative always , but then i wished that she should atleast speak some times.I was glad that MAPPILLAI WAS fully aware of her discomforts and was trying to reduce the tension now and then in his own ways.
Then came the main ISSUE. The Yellow thread should be of such length that it should not be too short(say it should be atleast above the mid portion of the body)not it be too long(say it should not fall to the level of naval).But this was not told earlier with the result it was hanging (if allowed)it will touch her hips.And the suggestion to cut the extra portion of thread was immediately and vociferously rejected as it is stated to be not a good thing to do.I now wonder how i have maintained my calm.Perhaps i have started enjoying the whole show and now i realise why my son comes at times very strongly on such formalities.
The solution has to be found.The solution was that the extra length was again tied to the length,(which was unanimously decided as comfotable-AND DAUGHTER'S NOD 2who has to wear it right thru her life time was not even taken:))as a second kneading and with that the fiunction came to an end with the couple taking the blessings of one and all.
Immediately thereafter FOOD was served and we managed to leave around 4.30 pm so as to reach home by about 9pm.And the pent up emotions were surging and my daughter(as shrewed as she always is) gauged my moods and took stock of the situation to decide the order of dropping people at the respective homes. And in the process we ahve not visited the temple. This is perhaps the third time since my daughter;s wedding rings have started ringing and every time we went we have to return back with out having the glimpse of Arunacaleshwar.And hence i thought atleast thru this blog post i will remember the almighty, the Arunaachaleshwar. And that pssibly would have by now answered my friend son;s query.
I sign off now and will reappear later with my visits to the lord interugnum each of which was a satisfying experience in later posts.
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A DAUGHTER -AND A HOME MAKER
உலகம் பல அனுபவங்களை நமக்கு கற்று தருகின்றது.
அவற்றில் சில அனுபவங்கள் நம்முடைய பேதமையை நன்கு காட்டு கின்றன. வேறு சில இந்த அனுபவங்கள் எனக்கு மட்டும் ஏற்பட்டது அல்ல எல்லோருக்கும் ஏற்படுபவை என்று தெளிவிக்கின்றன.இவற்றை நாம் எவ்வாறு அணுகுகின்றோம் என்பதில் நமது அமைதி அடங்கி உள்ளது.
சமிபத்தில் எனது மகளின் திருமணம் நடந்து முடிந்தது.குழந்தையாக, குமரி பெண்ணாக, பாசமுள்ள மகளாக, பார்த்து வளர்ந்த பெண் இப்போது இன்னொருவனின் மனைவி. .ஒரு குடும்பத்தின் தலைவி.ஒரு குடும்பத்தின் மறு மகள்.நேற்று வரை என்னிடம் அடம் பிடித்த மகள், இன்று மற்றோரின் வார்த்தைகளுக்கும் அவர்களின் எதிர்பர்புகளுக்கும் ஏற்ப சட்டென்று மாறி விட்டது எப்படி என்பது புரியாத புதிர்.
நேற்று வரை போர்வைக்குள் கையும் காலும் சுருட்டி கொண்டு காலை பத்து மணி வரை அசதியுடன் துங்கிய திரு மகள், இன்று அதிகாலையில் எழுந்து தனக்கும் தன கணவருக்கும், சமையல் முடித்து , வீடு பெருக்கி, அலங்காரம் முடித்து, அலுவலகத்துக்கு காலை எட்டு மணிக்கே சென்று விட்டு,இரவு ஒன்பது மணிக்கு மீண்டும் வந்து கணவனின் தேவைக்கும் ருசிக்கும் ஏற்ப உணவு செய்து தனக்கு பிடித்தாலும் பிடிக்காவிட்டாலும் அந்த உணவை தானும் உண்டு மகிழ்வது எப்படி என்பது ஒரு அதிசயம்.
திருமண பந்தம் என்பது ஆண் பெண் இரு பாலருக்கும் சில சில விதிகளை எழுத படாத விதிகளை நிறுவுகின்றது. ஆயினும் ஒரு பெண் கடைபிடிப்பது போல் ஒரு ஆண் அந்த விதிகளை கடை பிடிப்பது என்பது பெரும்பாலும் நிகழ்வதில்லை.பாரதி சொன்னது போல் ஒரு ஆணின் ஒழுக்கமும் உயர்வும் ஒரு பெண்ணை சார்ந்தே நிகழ்கின்றது.இன்றைய கால கட்டத்தில் சில சில விதிக்கு அப்பாற்பட்ட பெண்களும் ஆண்களும் காண முடியும்.அவை இன்னும் என் மகளின் பெருமையை உணர்த்தும் படிகளாகவே உள்ளன.
ஒரு களத்தில் பெண் படிக்காதது பெரிய சௌகரியம் என்றும் அதனால் தான் அவளை ஆண்டு அனுபவிக்க முடியும் என்ற எண்ணமும் பரவலாக இருந்தது.ஆனால் இன்றைய கால காட்டத்தில் ஆணுக்கு இணையாக இன்னும் சொல்ல போனால் அதற்கும் மேலாக படித்து விட்டு, அவனுக்கு இணையாக வேலையும் அவனைவிட அதிகமாக் சமபளமும் வாங்கி கொண்டு, அதே சமயம் கணவனின் மனதிற்கு உகந்த வகையில் ஒரு நல்ல மனைவி ஆகவும் அமைவது என்பது .....கண்ணதாசனின் வரிகளில் சொல்லப்போனால் "மனைவி அமைவதெல்லாம் இறைவன் கொடுத்த வரம்"" என்பதை மெய்ப்பிகின்றது.
அன்று என் மகளின் அன்பு கட்டளைக்கு இணங்க அவள் வீட்டில் உணவு அருந்த சென்று இருந்தேன்.மேற் சொன்ன எல்லா எண்ணங்களும் என் மனதில் அப்போது தோன்றியவை.உள்ளே நுழைந்தவுடன் இட்லி,வடை , பொங்கல் சட்னி, சாம்பார் என்று காலை டிபனில் இருந்து தொடங்கி மதியம் உணவுக்கு சாம்பார்(அவள் கணவனுக்காக)வத்தல் குழம்பு மற்றும் மோர் குழம்பு(எனக்காக) , ரசம், பாயசம் ,காய் , கூட்டு என்று அலுக்காமல் சலிக்காமல், அவளுக்கு இருந்த ஒரே ஒரு விடுமுறை நாளிலும் பார்த்து பார்த்து உபசரித்த விதம், என்னுள் ஒரு கர்வத்தை ஏற்படுத்தியது.இவள் என் மகள், இவள் என் பெயரை மட்டும் இன்றி தன கணவனின் காரியம் யாவிலும் கை கொடுப்பாள் என்ற நம்பிக்கை மேலும் வலுத்தது.இவளி இவ்வாறு வளர்த்த என் மனைவியின் மேல் இன்னும் அபிமானம் கூடியது.இவளின் பெருமை உணர்ந்து இவளை தான் திருமணம் செய்யவேண்டும் என்று தன பெற்றோரின் ஒப்புதல் வாங்கிய என் மாப்பிளையின் பேரில் மீண்டும் ஒரு மரியாதை கூடியது.
நல்லதோர் வீணை இவள் , இவள் நலம் மேலும் இவள் கணவனால் காக்க படும் என்ற எண்ணம் எனது அடி மனதில் ஒரு இனம் தெரியாத ஆனந்தமும் அமைதியும் ஏற்பட வழி வகுத்தது.
ஒரு செல்ல மகள் ஒரு குடும்ப விளக்காக மிளிரும் இந்த கணத்தில். அவளுக்கு பதினாறு சீர்களும், எல்லோரின் ஆசிகளும் இடைவிடாது கிடைக்க அந்த எல்லாம் வல்ல இறையிடத்தில் இந்த புனித ஆடி வெள்ளி அன்று என் நெஞ்சார்ந்த பிரார்த்தனைகள் ,
நேசத்துடன்.நெகிழ்வுகளுடன்
ஒரு பாச தந்தை
அவற்றில் சில அனுபவங்கள் நம்முடைய பேதமையை நன்கு காட்டு கின்றன. வேறு சில இந்த அனுபவங்கள் எனக்கு மட்டும் ஏற்பட்டது அல்ல எல்லோருக்கும் ஏற்படுபவை என்று தெளிவிக்கின்றன.இவற்றை நாம் எவ்வாறு அணுகுகின்றோம் என்பதில் நமது அமைதி அடங்கி உள்ளது.
சமிபத்தில் எனது மகளின் திருமணம் நடந்து முடிந்தது.குழந்தையாக, குமரி பெண்ணாக, பாசமுள்ள மகளாக, பார்த்து வளர்ந்த பெண் இப்போது இன்னொருவனின் மனைவி. .ஒரு குடும்பத்தின் தலைவி.ஒரு குடும்பத்தின் மறு மகள்.நேற்று வரை என்னிடம் அடம் பிடித்த மகள், இன்று மற்றோரின் வார்த்தைகளுக்கும் அவர்களின் எதிர்பர்புகளுக்கும் ஏற்ப சட்டென்று மாறி விட்டது எப்படி என்பது புரியாத புதிர்.
நேற்று வரை போர்வைக்குள் கையும் காலும் சுருட்டி கொண்டு காலை பத்து மணி வரை அசதியுடன் துங்கிய திரு மகள், இன்று அதிகாலையில் எழுந்து தனக்கும் தன கணவருக்கும், சமையல் முடித்து , வீடு பெருக்கி, அலங்காரம் முடித்து, அலுவலகத்துக்கு காலை எட்டு மணிக்கே சென்று விட்டு,இரவு ஒன்பது மணிக்கு மீண்டும் வந்து கணவனின் தேவைக்கும் ருசிக்கும் ஏற்ப உணவு செய்து தனக்கு பிடித்தாலும் பிடிக்காவிட்டாலும் அந்த உணவை தானும் உண்டு மகிழ்வது எப்படி என்பது ஒரு அதிசயம்.
திருமண பந்தம் என்பது ஆண் பெண் இரு பாலருக்கும் சில சில விதிகளை எழுத படாத விதிகளை நிறுவுகின்றது. ஆயினும் ஒரு பெண் கடைபிடிப்பது போல் ஒரு ஆண் அந்த விதிகளை கடை பிடிப்பது என்பது பெரும்பாலும் நிகழ்வதில்லை.பாரதி சொன்னது போல் ஒரு ஆணின் ஒழுக்கமும் உயர்வும் ஒரு பெண்ணை சார்ந்தே நிகழ்கின்றது.இன்றைய கால கட்டத்தில் சில சில விதிக்கு அப்பாற்பட்ட பெண்களும் ஆண்களும் காண முடியும்.அவை இன்னும் என் மகளின் பெருமையை உணர்த்தும் படிகளாகவே உள்ளன.
ஒரு களத்தில் பெண் படிக்காதது பெரிய சௌகரியம் என்றும் அதனால் தான் அவளை ஆண்டு அனுபவிக்க முடியும் என்ற எண்ணமும் பரவலாக இருந்தது.ஆனால் இன்றைய கால காட்டத்தில் ஆணுக்கு இணையாக இன்னும் சொல்ல போனால் அதற்கும் மேலாக படித்து விட்டு, அவனுக்கு இணையாக வேலையும் அவனைவிட அதிகமாக் சமபளமும் வாங்கி கொண்டு, அதே சமயம் கணவனின் மனதிற்கு உகந்த வகையில் ஒரு நல்ல மனைவி ஆகவும் அமைவது என்பது .....கண்ணதாசனின் வரிகளில் சொல்லப்போனால் "மனைவி அமைவதெல்லாம் இறைவன் கொடுத்த வரம்"" என்பதை மெய்ப்பிகின்றது.
அன்று என் மகளின் அன்பு கட்டளைக்கு இணங்க அவள் வீட்டில் உணவு அருந்த சென்று இருந்தேன்.மேற் சொன்ன எல்லா எண்ணங்களும் என் மனதில் அப்போது தோன்றியவை.உள்ளே நுழைந்தவுடன் இட்லி,வடை , பொங்கல் சட்னி, சாம்பார் என்று காலை டிபனில் இருந்து தொடங்கி மதியம் உணவுக்கு சாம்பார்(அவள் கணவனுக்காக)வத்தல் குழம்பு மற்றும் மோர் குழம்பு(எனக்காக) , ரசம், பாயசம் ,காய் , கூட்டு என்று அலுக்காமல் சலிக்காமல், அவளுக்கு இருந்த ஒரே ஒரு விடுமுறை நாளிலும் பார்த்து பார்த்து உபசரித்த விதம், என்னுள் ஒரு கர்வத்தை ஏற்படுத்தியது.இவள் என் மகள், இவள் என் பெயரை மட்டும் இன்றி தன கணவனின் காரியம் யாவிலும் கை கொடுப்பாள் என்ற நம்பிக்கை மேலும் வலுத்தது.இவளி இவ்வாறு வளர்த்த என் மனைவியின் மேல் இன்னும் அபிமானம் கூடியது.இவளின் பெருமை உணர்ந்து இவளை தான் திருமணம் செய்யவேண்டும் என்று தன பெற்றோரின் ஒப்புதல் வாங்கிய என் மாப்பிளையின் பேரில் மீண்டும் ஒரு மரியாதை கூடியது.
நல்லதோர் வீணை இவள் , இவள் நலம் மேலும் இவள் கணவனால் காக்க படும் என்ற எண்ணம் எனது அடி மனதில் ஒரு இனம் தெரியாத ஆனந்தமும் அமைதியும் ஏற்பட வழி வகுத்தது.
ஒரு செல்ல மகள் ஒரு குடும்ப விளக்காக மிளிரும் இந்த கணத்தில். அவளுக்கு பதினாறு சீர்களும், எல்லோரின் ஆசிகளும் இடைவிடாது கிடைக்க அந்த எல்லாம் வல்ல இறையிடத்தில் இந்த புனித ஆடி வெள்ளி அன்று என் நெஞ்சார்ந்த பிரார்த்தனைகள் ,
நேசத்துடன்.நெகிழ்வுகளுடன்
ஒரு பாச தந்தை
Sunday, July 24, 2011
45 DAYS THAT SPED
There had been almost 2 months of hectric activity, despite which i have been sharing my views, but the last one month(my last post was on 15th june)was fernzy
at its peak.
Office, home and friends and realtives all had a share of my time with the result even before i relaised it was already July end approaching.
And i completed one more important thing which i had been palnning to complete, REgistration of marriage of my daughterAnd i admit i had done littel except entrusting the work to a well meaning friend affectionately called as Meesai R.
It had a dampening effect on purse but still considering atht both daughter and son in law find it difficult to have even aday's leave at their will and fancy, the money spent was worth while as the task was completed in an hour's time after all of us assembled sharp at 11.30 am on Friday, the 22nd.
And the period that went by had its share of parties too.Some for official reasons and some for personal reasons and some more for friendly reasons. The venues were different, the brands were different and the snacks consumed all were different. It was few times at Taj Connemara(presently known as Vivanta), once to take care of the passion of a friend at Distill, on few occasions at Ambassador PAllava, Kanchi and later at Benze club and lastly at GRT Grand.Every one of the occasion i ahd been conscious 0of the purpose of my visit and had resolved many issues which would have been difficult to solve sitting at office. And some of these occasions i also used to gauge and locate my second line and some of the meets had been palneed just to take care of a wounded heart or a hurted soul.Every time when i came out of the party i was also conscious of the need to take care of my self (courtesy my friendson and a waiting wife and an understanding daughter) and i was also equally awre that many of my achievements in these parties and hotels will not be known to the outside world and i will continue to be an unsung hero for what all i have done for this institution of mine to achieve under the most demanding circumstances.But there were a hand picked few with me who understood the rationale and purpose of my every such meet, would suffice in the longer run.And if i were to rate the visits, GRT, tokk the honours for its ambience, Taj took the lead for its variety of drinks, Knachi for its Rasa vadai, Ambassador pallava, for a friendly warm atmosphere and so on.
Coming back to the week end , ie today, the day started like any other day. HAVING BROUGHT THE FIGURES FOR THE QUARTERLY REVIEW TO SOME RESPECTABLE AND ACCEPTABLE LEVELS, YESTER DAY , after some hectic arguments wih all most all those who were top in the hiarchy, who were unreasonable, quarrel some and demanding for better results all at the same time (KNOWING PRETTY WELL THAT we were waging a war with our back to the wall),i hav edecided to stay put at home. One reason is that i really wanted to relax, the second reason is that i wanted to break the boredom of my wife to some extent atleast and the third reason is that today happens to be the anniversary day of my mother (by her adoption of me as her son).My wife dutifully performed teh early morning rites by going tothe temple and i was ready by the time she returned after spending some time in a soul searching prayer.
Then the visit to the movie...THEIVATH THIRUMAGAL" by Vikaram (about which another post in due course) followed by another movie...Vengai, .One movie known for its finer moments, touching love and affection and a beautiful back ground music, and the other known for its fast track with song and fight sequences pitched in between , Two movies, which are totally opposite to each other in their contents, presentation and what not.And Theiva thirumgal WON THE HONOURS FOR THE DAY.
By the time we returned after having some light snacks(Kozhakattai and masal vadai along with a steaming filter coffee/Tea)the evening was fast approaching. And i had sufficiently charged my self for the next week ,( the week which would take me thru the financials of the bank, for the nth time,) and i have given some quality time to my wife in the process breaking her monoyony to some extent.
I missed my daughter when i saw the movie Theiva thirumagal, and felt the same way when i saw the movie 'varanam aayiram" (whwn i missed my friend son).MAY BE THESE SEPERATIONS MAKE THE LIFE MORE INTERESTING AND THE BOND OF LOVE AND AFFECTION MORE STRONG..
I start the next week with peace and content at this point of time..
at its peak.
Office, home and friends and realtives all had a share of my time with the result even before i relaised it was already July end approaching.
And i completed one more important thing which i had been palnning to complete, REgistration of marriage of my daughterAnd i admit i had done littel except entrusting the work to a well meaning friend affectionately called as Meesai R.
It had a dampening effect on purse but still considering atht both daughter and son in law find it difficult to have even aday's leave at their will and fancy, the money spent was worth while as the task was completed in an hour's time after all of us assembled sharp at 11.30 am on Friday, the 22nd.
And the period that went by had its share of parties too.Some for official reasons and some for personal reasons and some more for friendly reasons. The venues were different, the brands were different and the snacks consumed all were different. It was few times at Taj Connemara(presently known as Vivanta), once to take care of the passion of a friend at Distill, on few occasions at Ambassador PAllava, Kanchi and later at Benze club and lastly at GRT Grand.Every one of the occasion i ahd been conscious 0of the purpose of my visit and had resolved many issues which would have been difficult to solve sitting at office. And some of these occasions i also used to gauge and locate my second line and some of the meets had been palneed just to take care of a wounded heart or a hurted soul.Every time when i came out of the party i was also conscious of the need to take care of my self (courtesy my friendson and a waiting wife and an understanding daughter) and i was also equally awre that many of my achievements in these parties and hotels will not be known to the outside world and i will continue to be an unsung hero for what all i have done for this institution of mine to achieve under the most demanding circumstances.But there were a hand picked few with me who understood the rationale and purpose of my every such meet, would suffice in the longer run.And if i were to rate the visits, GRT, tokk the honours for its ambience, Taj took the lead for its variety of drinks, Knachi for its Rasa vadai, Ambassador pallava, for a friendly warm atmosphere and so on.
Coming back to the week end , ie today, the day started like any other day. HAVING BROUGHT THE FIGURES FOR THE QUARTERLY REVIEW TO SOME RESPECTABLE AND ACCEPTABLE LEVELS, YESTER DAY , after some hectic arguments wih all most all those who were top in the hiarchy, who were unreasonable, quarrel some and demanding for better results all at the same time (KNOWING PRETTY WELL THAT we were waging a war with our back to the wall),i hav edecided to stay put at home. One reason is that i really wanted to relax, the second reason is that i wanted to break the boredom of my wife to some extent atleast and the third reason is that today happens to be the anniversary day of my mother (by her adoption of me as her son).My wife dutifully performed teh early morning rites by going tothe temple and i was ready by the time she returned after spending some time in a soul searching prayer.
Then the visit to the movie...THEIVATH THIRUMAGAL" by Vikaram (about which another post in due course) followed by another movie...Vengai, .One movie known for its finer moments, touching love and affection and a beautiful back ground music, and the other known for its fast track with song and fight sequences pitched in between , Two movies, which are totally opposite to each other in their contents, presentation and what not.And Theiva thirumgal WON THE HONOURS FOR THE DAY.
By the time we returned after having some light snacks(Kozhakattai and masal vadai along with a steaming filter coffee/Tea)the evening was fast approaching. And i had sufficiently charged my self for the next week ,( the week which would take me thru the financials of the bank, for the nth time,) and i have given some quality time to my wife in the process breaking her monoyony to some extent.
I missed my daughter when i saw the movie Theiva thirumagal, and felt the same way when i saw the movie 'varanam aayiram" (whwn i missed my friend son).MAY BE THESE SEPERATIONS MAKE THE LIFE MORE INTERESTING AND THE BOND OF LOVE AND AFFECTION MORE STRONG..
I start the next week with peace and content at this point of time..
Sunday, October 3, 2010
A MOMENTOUS DAY AFTER 4 YEARS
3/10/2010
The sky was overcast.There were welcome drizzles.Only for a short time. But enough to create the right mind set for us to rejoice the day in full.
Yes an occasion that calls for celebration and celebration of the highest order.This was the day when my choice of a female child was honoured by the almighty, 25 years back.It was the birth day of my beloved daughter.
And we were together to celebrate the event, after a span of 4 years of seperation when she was busy and away from us with her academics first and with her career later.Yes of course, the absence of her beloved brother ,to be with us, on this day was to some extent a dampening one .But then we overcame that by talking with him atleast 3/4 times ,there by making it appear that he was there with us mentally if not physically.
And when i look back these 25 years, i have got more than one reason to feel contended and grateful.From a child (when she beat her brother in taking the first subtle step to walk) till now, it had been a colourful episode, marked by her stunningly passionate(yet underlined by a very subtle and soft undertone)escapades .The first ever memories however point out to a child always leaning and longing for her mother.BuT AS DAYS PROGRESSED THERE WERE MORE SIMILARITIES between father and daughter(as my son used to recall often) in various walks of life, including taste for chilly food and an admiration to carrer options.
Getting the state rank in economics, completing the career at college by travelling thru a rode, which was under construction (from the start of her graduation till she finished it!!), getting involved in an accident which could have proved fatal, but coming out of it with no grudges or complaints, all point out to a firm personality behind the facade of that lean outer traits and that ever ready smile on the face.It is a beautiful flower with lovely fragrance but which will not be withered by outside happenings. There is a steel of nerve and a passionate heart within ,which makes the life growing and flowing all at the same time.
You can leave a house in rambles and come back after an hour to see that every thing is in place, bright and beautiful under her care.Whether it be her willingness to extend a helping hand (or a scratching hand!!) to relieve me of the itching which develops only when i sit for my dinner, or whether it is the soothing words with which she address me and my wife when ever we are about to make an argument into a war of words, or whether it is the swiftness with which she changes her dresses (Her fondness of new dresses, Chappals ,gadgets etc ,not necessarily in that order is itself a trqat to watch), the speed with which she addresses a problem ...oh the list is endless. She is a precious child and a gift of god .
May all her wishes come true and all her dreams become a reality. To mark that special day, we went for a break fast at one of the secluded but still popular restaurant in the morning, followed by a movie(seen by her for the second time in twenty four hours, to keep us company), and then a lunch at Sangeetha . I was teasing her for a commission on taking her to Sangeetha(details are personal).
By the time we returned back home, it was a day lived in its true colours , befitting the occasion and possibly setting the right tone and a note of music to linger for ever indays to come in her future.
My dear daughter
I ADMIRE YOU,
I ADORN YOU AND
I PRAY FOR YOU &
above all
MY DEEPEST AFFECTION AND LOVE TO YOU
on this momentous day...and every day that follows..
The sky was overcast.There were welcome drizzles.Only for a short time. But enough to create the right mind set for us to rejoice the day in full.
Yes an occasion that calls for celebration and celebration of the highest order.This was the day when my choice of a female child was honoured by the almighty, 25 years back.It was the birth day of my beloved daughter.
And we were together to celebrate the event, after a span of 4 years of seperation when she was busy and away from us with her academics first and with her career later.Yes of course, the absence of her beloved brother ,to be with us, on this day was to some extent a dampening one .But then we overcame that by talking with him atleast 3/4 times ,there by making it appear that he was there with us mentally if not physically.
And when i look back these 25 years, i have got more than one reason to feel contended and grateful.From a child (when she beat her brother in taking the first subtle step to walk) till now, it had been a colourful episode, marked by her stunningly passionate(yet underlined by a very subtle and soft undertone)escapades .The first ever memories however point out to a child always leaning and longing for her mother.BuT AS DAYS PROGRESSED THERE WERE MORE SIMILARITIES between father and daughter(as my son used to recall often) in various walks of life, including taste for chilly food and an admiration to carrer options.
Getting the state rank in economics, completing the career at college by travelling thru a rode, which was under construction (from the start of her graduation till she finished it!!), getting involved in an accident which could have proved fatal, but coming out of it with no grudges or complaints, all point out to a firm personality behind the facade of that lean outer traits and that ever ready smile on the face.It is a beautiful flower with lovely fragrance but which will not be withered by outside happenings. There is a steel of nerve and a passionate heart within ,which makes the life growing and flowing all at the same time.
You can leave a house in rambles and come back after an hour to see that every thing is in place, bright and beautiful under her care.Whether it be her willingness to extend a helping hand (or a scratching hand!!) to relieve me of the itching which develops only when i sit for my dinner, or whether it is the soothing words with which she address me and my wife when ever we are about to make an argument into a war of words, or whether it is the swiftness with which she changes her dresses (Her fondness of new dresses, Chappals ,gadgets etc ,not necessarily in that order is itself a trqat to watch), the speed with which she addresses a problem ...oh the list is endless. She is a precious child and a gift of god .
May all her wishes come true and all her dreams become a reality. To mark that special day, we went for a break fast at one of the secluded but still popular restaurant in the morning, followed by a movie(seen by her for the second time in twenty four hours, to keep us company), and then a lunch at Sangeetha . I was teasing her for a commission on taking her to Sangeetha(details are personal).
By the time we returned back home, it was a day lived in its true colours , befitting the occasion and possibly setting the right tone and a note of music to linger for ever indays to come in her future.
My dear daughter
I ADMIRE YOU,
I ADORN YOU AND
I PRAY FOR YOU &
above all
MY DEEPEST AFFECTION AND LOVE TO YOU
on this momentous day...and every day that follows..
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